I have never experienced what "getting old" meant! Now that it is a few hours I am in my 30s, I have a strange feeling, I still feel like running and playing like when I was 8. What does it mean to be in the third decade of your life? Could you help me figure it out?
Anyways, Last night, Shabe Yalda and my birthday, Farnoush and I had a fancy dinner in Cumberland, came back home and called Nazli to return her broom! This old dollar-store broom made our night, Mostafa, Golnoush, Babak and Nazli came over with pomegrantes, a watermelone and some choclate. We celeberated my birthday, read Hafiz and had fun till late. Right now Babak is defending his doctoral thesis, I am sure he will have no problem defending!
I am hoping to come back soon!